I secretly liked you for the past ten years

The rest of the basketball team were very upbeat, and when they saw that the boss's pretense mode was on, they immediately hummed and hahaed ferociously.The four people surrounded by the giant army in the middle were so frightened that they had the cowardly spirit of a low-level dungeon boss. At first glance, this lineup must be defeated, and they ran away without saying a word, which was very exciting.

The prince heard that the accumulated combat power suddenly crumbled into scum, stared speechlessly at the four misty bastards opposite, and shouted, "If you bother him again, grab his head and throw it at us as a ball, do you hear me?"

The other side ran away in a hurry, Wang Ziwen rolled his eyes, looked back at the little fat man who was suddenly as quiet as a chicken, and worried, "Is the injury serious? Do you want me to take you to the infirmary?"

Mao Xiaoyu stared blankly at Wang Ziwen's outstretched hand, was in a trance for a while, and suddenly forgot to speak.

He is timid and fearful in his bones, he hides from people when he sees him, his popularity has never been very good, and because he is fat, his grades are not good, so he naturally belongs to the end of the food chain at this age of advocating power.Every boy in the class bullied him like a meat ball, few of them treated him like a human being, they were short of money, didn’t want to do homework, suddenly got upset, and wanted to show their prestige in front of girls, he was always the first to be used object to be squeezed.Mao Xiaoyu was timid and did not dare to refuse, he obediently acted like a cow to his classmates, and made a name for himself in the whole grade, and later even the people in the next class "came to him" to test his value, and found that it was indeed How to pat, how to rub, how to kick, no response, just intensified, making fun of him like a toy.

He also tried to resist, but he was born with little strength. In the end, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. There were even a few hooligans who wanted to take off his clothes and teach him a lesson. That day he was so frightened that he almost jumped from the fifth floor and threw It was only after the dean got provoked that he calmed down a little for a few days.Since then, he has never dared to resist desperately, he thought, just suffering a few times of pain and starving for a few days, it is better than revealing that shameful secret to the public.

He has become a habit of resignation, has reduced his sense of existence to a negative value as much as possible, and placed himself in the smallest and inconspicuous position in a self-protective manner.He has really gotten used to it, being his honest man honestly, never expecting that anyone will fight for him.

So he couldn't believe that the first person to reach out to him was Wang Ziwen.

He looked at that hand dully, unbelievable and submissive, afraid to answer, fearing that if he said something wrong, even this hand would be lost.

Seeing his blank look, the prince was a little puzzled, and said, "I haven't seen you before, Xinsheng?"

Mao Xiaoyu swallowed, nodded cautiously, and hurriedly said yes.He had experience of being repaired before. Last time, he was slapped inexplicably because he nodded and shook his head in a panic and didn't speak. It hurt so much that he firmly remembered this lesson.

Wang Ziwen saw that his appearance was really strange, so he vaguely remembered that he heard that there were a few kids in the lower grades who were serious about school bullying. Like Wang Ziwen, he spent most of his time on the basketball court, and he was tall, his teammates and buddies. Boys who are also equally strong can't understand these words at all, so he said something in particular with disapproval, "They bully you, you hit back."

Mao Xiaoyu opened her mouth, but didn't make a sound, thinking in her heart: I've beaten it before, but I really can't beat it...

The prince heard that he was chubby, and his height was only up to his shoulders. He guessed that his combat effectiveness was just scum, and he said helplessly, "You have to develop your aura no matter what. You can see that their eyes are more fierce than theirs. They won't dare to bully you."

Mao Xiaoyu looked up at him, tilted her head again, and suddenly smiled.

He thinks that Wang Ziwen is a bit cute. In fact, people like Wang Ziwen who live a righteous life are envied and respected from the bottom of their hearts. After all, they have the strength to live the life they want. Mao Xiaoyu also thought, It's just that he can only think about it, he doesn't want to be ravaged and bullied by others, but he has no choice but to let those villains not let him go.

Wang Ziwen was taken aback when he saw that smile, and shook his head amusedly, "I'm teaching you a lesson, why are you still laughing?"

Mao Xiaoyu quickly suppressed her laughter, groaned, shook her head and said sorry.

Wang Ziwen felt that this guy was interesting, soft and glutinous, short and fat, like a soft glutinous rice dumpling, very funny, so he couldn't help asking, "What's your name?"

Mao Xiaoyu was startled, and immediately raised her head, staring at him, thinking in a panic: Is the senior asking my name?Is the senior serious?He wants to know my name?Does he really want to know my name?

Wang Ziwen looked at his pair of light bulb eyes, a little dumbfounded, "I asked your name, why are you staring at me?"

Mao Xiaoyu blushed, gritted her teeth, and mustered up her courage to say, "My name is Mao...Mao, Mao..."

"Hey, captain, are you molesting the little girl? It's almost done!" 1.9 meters threw a basketball at Wang Ziwen, and teased, "According to your question, we can't finish training even after the sun goes down. Hurry up, tomorrow I have an appointment with the Fourth Middle School, so I can't lose the chain."

The prince snorted, threw the basketball back, and raised his voice, "Are you still afraid of those defeated opponents in the fourth middle school? Only Wang Teng has two brushes, so you just keep an eye on him?"

"Aren't they going to take revenge? We're defending the base. If we lose, we'll be ashamed." 1.9 meters took the basketball, patted it on the spot, turned around and waved his hands, "Little fat man, if you want to see it, go to the first row to see it." , I’ve seen you scurrying behind the crowd for two weeks, playing monkey?”

The rest of the crowd laughed and followed 1.9 meters away. Wang Ziwen also laughed and turned around and said, "Do you like playing basketball very much? Do you come to see it every day?"

Mao Xiaoyu blinked her eyes twice, thinking to herself: I like to watch you play basketball...

He thought about what he said just now at 1.9 meters, and finally couldn't help but ask, "You...I mean, have you all noticed me?"

Wang Ziwen raised his eyebrows slightly, and Danfeng's eye tails slanted up, trying to seduce people desperately.Before Mao Xiaoyu could blush, Wang Ziwen said teasingly, "You are so big, you move from head to tail every day, and from tail to head every day, it's hard not to see."

Mao Xiaoyu didn't know whether he was joking or laughing at him, so she scratched her head sullenly, and let out an oh.Prince Wen didn't waste any more time. He reached out and patted his head, and said, "Your name is Mao Mao, isn't it? It's a funny name, and it really doesn't match your figure."

Mao Xiaoyu was completely dumbfounded by him, she didn't hear what she said, and immediately turned into a melon.The prince ran away when he finished flirting, waved his hands and said with a smile, "Little Maomao, I'm going to play, come here if you want to see it."

Mao Xiaoyu was so numb from his little Maomao's yell, she stayed for a long time before she let out a hurried hey, and hurriedly chased after her, without noticing that the smile on her face was like a fool who picked up money, Stupid as hell.

So Mao Xiaoyu's useless and fucked high school life finally added a touch of color.

Now that he has obtained the "official certification", Mao Xiaoyu has the courage to stand in the first row and watch the game openly, and because of the lessons learned from the past, at least on the court, no one dares to bully this little fat man blatantly.

Mao Xiaoyu especially likes the phrase that Wang Ziwen called him "Xiao Mao Mao" inadvertently. He didn't specifically explain his name again. He felt that Wang Ziwen could recognize his own face, and he could occasionally call him "Xiao Mao Mao" twice, as if calling him a nickname. Yes, let him listen to the sweetness in his ears, and he can wake up with a smile when he sleeps.This exceeded his expectations too much, and he was very satisfied.

So after working so diligently for a month, Wang Ziwen heard that they were going to the finals in the city.It was the first time that Mao Xiaoyu skipped class that day. Wang Ziwen was very surprised to see that little fat man sitting in the auditorium on the court, so he ran over and said to him, "Stupid boy, are you still skipping class?"

Mao Xiaoyu smirked, and said confidently, "I want to see you, uh, do you guys play?"

Wang Ziwen couldn't help laughing, "I haven't entered the professional team yet, but I have such an enthusiastic fan like you, you will make me overly proud."

Mao Xiaoyu continued to laugh, but she thought in her heart: Be proud, be proud, be proud, I like to see you proud!

Wang Ziwen took off his coat and threw it to him, and said with a smile, "Then show me the clothes, there is a mobile phone inside, don't lose it."

Mao Xiaoyu hugged the clothes immediately, and nodded solemnly like a soldier, "Don't worry, I won't lose it!"

Wang Ziwen thought his appearance was really amusing, so he couldn't help but poked his chubby face, smiled and waved away.

Surrounded by strangers, there is no one from the school anymore, Mao Xiaoyu seemed to be unsealed, screaming and dancing throughout the game, he was extremely high, but he did not forget to catch Wang Ziwen when he was high. I'm afraid I lost my mobile phone, like guarding a treasure, my attitude is ridiculously serious, but my heart is warm.

On that day, Wang Ziwen's team created a myth in the history of the high school basketball league. They won a complete victory with five times the score. All the players were crying and laughing. After a long time, they were even more excited than themselves.

It was rare for Mao Xiaoyu to be that crazy once, so when Wang Ziwen was overwhelmed and jumped over to hug his idiot fan and flickered, he was still unable to recover from the excitement, and waited until his feet fell back. The ground blushed belatedly.

Wang Ziwen put the man down halfway through his arms, panting while laughing, "Your boy is too fat, you can't even hold him in your arms, lose weight quickly."

Mao Xiaoyu was sweating all over. He was excited just now, but this time he was in a panic. He said stupidly, "Oh, oh, I, I will lose weight. If you tell me to lose weight, I will definitely lose weight!"

Wang Ziwen felt that his dull appearance was a bit cute, so he suddenly bent down, looked at his eyebrows and eyes carefully, and said with a smile, "To be honest, I think you should look handsome if you lose weight."

"...Ah, really?"

Wang Ziwen stretched out his hand, touched his eye sockets with the tip of his index finger, and said with a smile, "Your eye sockets look like a little girl's, but you have too much flesh. If you lose weight... Hey, silly boy, Why are you blushing?"

Mao Xiaoyu hurriedly took a step back, holding Wang Ziwen's clothes up to cover her face, wanting to cry without tears: You, don't touch me...